From both sides of the track out here in Nashville, Tennessee
They ain't rolling out red carpets for a sinning man like me
But if they did, I'd proudly walk them through them pearly gates of hell
I'd meet the devil at the crossroads, shake his hand and wish him well
And there's smoke on the water
Yeah, there's fire on the sun
If this river ain't made of whiskey
Then there ain't no bullets in this smoking gun
Load it up!
I've always been a praying man and I'll be one till I'm gone
But there ain't a prayer that's strong enough to right me from my wrongs
So I'll just sit here and I'll raise a glass to the men I could have been
Thank the good Lord up above, all that I ain't done then
And there's smoke on the water
Yeah, there's fire on the sun
If this river ain't made of whiskey
If this river ain't made of whiskey
Then there ain't no bullets in this smoking gun
And there's smoke on the water
Yeah, there's fire on the sun
Fire on the sun
If this river ain't made of whiskey
Then there ain't no bullets in this smoking gun
Call my bluff and I'm still hoping
Ain't no bullets in this smoking gun
I'm not quits yet!
I've had enough of cross-st recreations
That's why we blow all of our business

Man of the bush
Remember it's the worst of seven years
But we know you're gonna thank him
P mats
Well thank you for coming
to join us






Get council
Honey, standing is hard
Don't worry, you won't be happy
You get it done
Come on nu
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